Chapter 212: How Are You Going to Make It Up to Me?

The girl's breathing couldn't help but become a little irregular.

"How are you going to make it up to me? Huh?" Quan Jue stared at her cherry-red lips and asked softly.

Chi Jiao's face was unbearably hot.

She didn't need to look at her face to know that she was definitely blushing furiously.

Even so, she mustered her courage and hooked her hand around the back of his neck. Then, she leaned forward and pecked Quan Jue's thin lips.

"Is this enough as compensation?" Chi Jiao's face was red as she stared at him with her damp eyes.

The girl's lips were unbelievably soft. Quan Jue did not like to eat sweets, but he could not stop his desire for Chi Jiao's little mouth.

Especially when Chi Jiao stared at him with those eyes like an innocent cub, Quan Jue's heart felt like it was on fire. He couldn't help but lower his head.

Intending to turn Chi Jiao limp and numb, he made her gasp softly.

It was a deep and lingering kiss.